Archive for January, 2008

Lollygaggle

So I went to Time Warner today to get the date when they’d finally set up my internet, and I just got my number taken and a “we’ll call you.” Turns out that the “moron” (quoted by the Time Warner supervisor who was out here) that wired this up was in fact an employee of Time Warner.

Today was slacked off because of them, hoorah. I went to Pistofficer’s band practice, they laid down a few tracks, and I took part in some of the gang vocals, well just for Head and Hearts.

Now I’m printing off the rest of Cocytus’s Pestilence EPs.

Moving on up?

So today is my first morning in my new apartment. Yesterday we moved everything over from my old place to here in about 30 minutes. We filled up the Aztek and Boomer brought over his family’s Rendevous. I was supposed to get my Time Warner set up, but…ugh.

The tech was supposed to be here 3-5pm. I get a call at 12:30pm, it’s the tech. His truck broke down in Racine, and he was running late on top of it all, so he said he’d be there by 6. 6:40 rolled around, and no tech. I had been calling their 800 and local numbers, the lines were busy the whole hour. Eventually someone showed up a little after 7.

Then 8pm came, and still no set up. The people who wired the building didn’t label which cord goes where, and the tech couldn’t figure it out either. So that guy left and then the supervisor came. He left at 9pm and I still have no RoadRunner. They’re blaming it on a splitter a few inches down in the wall, saying their devices can’t read through splitters. I’m calling that horse shit. When we used Multimeters, I believe they’re called that, for Cisco, we could read our cables through our routers and switches. This is just a damn splitter!

Other than that, things are great here. Going to get the rest of my stuff from my parents house in a bit, just finished up my math homework.

I Just Wanted to Move!

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So I went to the Post Office today to grab my mail-forwarding form, and DS-11 for my passport.

I could’ve filled it out there, but was in a hurry so I decided to take it home.

Boy, I wish I would’ve just filled it out there. It came in an envelop, and inside was a handful of advertisements. Why can’t they just give me a simple form, not “over $300 in savings”?

I then tried to fill the form out online, which requires a $1 charge to a credit card to verify your credentials. Pft, I don’t have any important information coming to this address anymore, I’m half tempted to just check back here for the first week and make sure all my address information is correct where I need it.

Seriously USPS, why?

Crappy Day.

So today Pistofficer was supposed to play a show in Oshkosh. We’ve been planning to go to this for…a month or two now. Well that went down the drain because Franky’s mum won’t let him leave because he’s getting over being sick.

Mark was pretty ill the past few days, so I closed for him last night; there went my day off, but there’s no way in hell he could’ve worked, I wouldn’t have let him.

So now I’m stuck in Kenosha, with nothing to do. Our RoadRunner still doesn’t work - they can’t get a guy out here until tomorrow sometime.  I’m bootlegging someone’s wifi.

I’m just in some pissed off angst mood, I want someone to discuss with, someone to rant to. And not just someone who will nod their head and go “okay,” but give some kind of intelligent feedback.

Finally, some time off.

This weekend sucked, well, it’s actually been pretty good, but horribly lengthy. Friday seems like two weeks ago. Closing Friday and Saturday just sucks, and then working 10-4 Sunday put icing on the cake. I’m fried, it’s been so long since I closed on a weekend - let alone both Friday and Saturday.

I did manage to get some packing done, though. All that’s left to pack up is my stereo and computer stuff, along with a few random items.

It’s time to veg out.

Moving On & On

Well, I went with my mom this morning to look at some apartments, and it seems that I will be more than likely moving come February. It’d be a nice one bedroom over at Kennedy Drive Apartments, right on Sheridan Rd by the Bandshell. I’m excited.

Accident on Green Bay Road?

So I just brought Sam and Jessi home, and on the way there, and home, sheriffs had Northbound on Hwy 31 (Green Bay Rd) blocked off. A few hundred feet down you could see cops blocking Southbound traffic. No idea what happened, did the unbuilt Wal Mart claim another life?

Okay, the PS3 isn’t that bad.

Today Ver Bruggen and I went out to Best Buy and picked up the HD cables, then popped to Family Video and rented Lair.

The PS3 totally kicks ass, at least Lair made the system seem that great. The graphics seemed overloaded. It was detailed, almost too much. Like you’d need a 43in TV and all the specials in the between. We also figured out that the controller is wireless, we’re just stupid. The controller doesn’t use batteries, but charges via the cable.

The coolest thing ever is that to fly your dragon in Lair, you tilt and move the controller. That’s what hooked me. You flew by titling it left of right, hiking it up pulled an 180. Parents would be awesome at this game, since their the ones who usually jerk the controller around when playing (thinking it’d help).

Besides that…got my school books. Went to Pistofficer’s band practice. Now I’m going to bed, work at 9am.

REVIEW: Sony PS3

Well, we just went to Best Buy so Ver Bruggen could buy the Playstation 3. One word of advice: Don’t. It’s totally not as good as it was hyped up to be.

We opened up the box, and the actual console is nice and flashy, nice eye candy. We plugged it in, set it all up. The system didn’t come prepackaged with HD support, like the XBOX 360. Next we checked out the controller. It’s the same design as the PS2, but there’s LEDs to tell you which controller you are. It’s also wired, the stock controller is freakin’ wired, with a 3ft or so cable.

The power switch is still in the back, with the standby button up front. Took us a bit to figure that out. You can at least turn it on and off via the controller.

We finally got it up an running, did our fair share of bitching about the controller. Which, when the system is first set up without the controller plugged in, you have to press the PS button. Well the instructions flew by fast enough that you couldn’t figure out which language was English, which happened to be third on the first (or second?) splash of languages.

We configured the timezone, then the time. It showed an image of an arrow pointing left to continue, so we figured it meant start, then the PS button. Turns out it was the D-pad. I guess it could be because we’re used to XBOX, but still.

FINALLY we got to the main console. The PS3 came with an updates CD, so we decided to update. Ver Bruggen popped in the disc and went to the section that loads the CD. Well you can’t access it from there, you have to go to the system’s tab. I figured that out instantly, just because it’s common nerdsense.

He bought Unreal 3, it looked appealing. When you first pop in a game, it has to download information to the HDD, no instant first play. I guess it’s a neat feature if it makes the game play smooth, less disc reading.

Over all, there’s nothing too flashy about the PS3 that knocks XBOX out. At $400, it’s a decent price for a Blu-ray DVD player.

Holy Hits

Well, today was quasi-filled with chit chat at work with customers about yesterday’s happenings. But I just checked my FeedBurner and Google Analytics statistics, and wow. There was roughly 60 hits to my site last night about the tornadoes.

I wanted to go out and take pictures of some of the damage, but by the time I left work, it was dark. Luckily I have tomorrow off so I can venture out. Mark and his friend checked out Hunter’s Ridge. I guess there is some serious damage out there, near the western half of the subdivision.

Casa Capri and Tacos El Rey are still standing, I really want to know why everyone, myself, thought it blew up. I just want to know how all the gas leaks occurred, and what that hell that big flash of light was.